Last spring this little guy came to us with his siblings.

It was a conversation we won’t forget.

“I accidentally ran this one over.”

Me- “You mean with a car?”

“Yes”

Me- “Like a car, car?”

“Yeah, sorry. I know most people won’t take the injured ones but can you help with the others?”

Me-“Please just bring them all to us.”

“Even the injured one?”

Me- “Especially the injured one.”

(He had a completely fractured tibia and fibula)

Now… almost a year old… this guy has a name and is part of our forever rescue family.

Bruce, gives us a run for his money as a young pit bull, who likes to chew and has taken his fair share of extra training to understand free roam rescue life, is truly cute the goofy faced snuggle bug.

Crazy to think back to beginning, when we were asked if we would really taken the broken one. Broken is beautiful my friends. Always.